Supreme Immortal Demon

Under the starlight and moonlight, a strange building was suspended in the air of the unobstructed light curtain city.

The blood-red chassis and the flawless snow-white walls formed a funnel-shaped, curling copper arena.

From time to time, there were cultivators flying on swords, or riding on strange beasts, or sitting on some kind of flying magic weapon, flying to the huge arena that seemed to be inhabited by giants.

From Luo Chuan's perspective, looking up, he could just see the bottom of the copper arena.

On the chassis that looked like an endless bloody sun, there were thousands of cracks, just like the traces accumulated over the years after the arena experienced repeated attacks by strong men.

But one of the cracks shocked Luo Chuan.

That crack was mixed in with thousands of cracks, and ordinary people could not detect it, let alone discover the mystery in it.

However, in the Nine Dragons Immortal Court, every high-level person above the Daojun level could recognize it at a glance!

Not to mention Luo Chuan who had the memory of the Nine Dragons.

There are five seals in the Nine Dragons Immortal Court, one of which is the Nine Dragons Hidden Seal. In the entire Nine Dragons Immortal Court, there are less than fifty people who can recognize this seal.

Wherever the hidden seal is left, there must be a senior figure of the Nine Dragons Immortal Court living in seclusion there!

Is there anyone from the Nine Dragons Immortal Court in the Ten Thousand Prisoners Ancient Heaven Tower?

The universal saints regard the Nine Dragon King and the Nine Dragons Immortal Court as mortal enemies. This Great Sadness and Frost Heaven is the territory of the universal saints. The people of the Nine Dragons Immortal Court dare to hide here. They are really bold!

Luo Chuan couldn't help but feel a little admiration, but now is not the time for him to admire blindly. What people in the Nine Dragons Immortal Court do has nothing to do with him. Escaping as soon as possible is the top priority.

"Boss Bai. Let's go." Luo Chuan said.

"Okay, dear son-in-law."

"Bai Long. Dare you be more mature?"

"Hahaha, Brother Luo, why can't you take a joke?"

"One day when you and I become friends, then we can take a joke. Now it seems that the possibility is almost impossible."

"Hahaha, Brother Luo, you are wrong. I believe that there will be such a day... Brother Luo. Don't you really consider my little granddaughter, Master Long Yu? The daughter of our Long family has inherited the ancient style, moving clouds in the morning and making rain at night. A double cultivation can make love for at least ten days. All kinds of skills and tricks in the blood memory will make you happy."

"...Bai Long. Is she really your granddaughter?"

Luo Chuan and Bai Lao Da, one in front and one behind, disguised as master and slave, walked towards the city gate exit a hundred miles away.

Originally, Luo Chuan was worried that Bai Lao Da was too extraordinary and attracted the covetousness of other buyers and caused trouble. Now it seems that he was overthinking. The seventh floor was full of strange and powerful Taoist slaves, ghost monks who were a hundred feet tall, half-naked beautiful demon monks with four wings on their backs, or human monks born with different bodies. In short, there was everything.

In addition, Boss Bai also concealed his Taoist power and deliberately restrained his breath from leaking out, so the journey was safe and sound.

In order to avoid attracting the attention of the supervising monks, the two did not dare to walk too fast.

When there were less than a thousand steps left to the two peaks, the two of them accelerated their pace at the same time.

As long as they got out of the huge stone door between the peaks, they could leave the Wanqiu Ancient Heaven Tower. By then, there were plenty of ways to get out of the Great Sadness and Frost Day and escape!

With only five hundred steps left to the exit, Boss Bai could not help but speed up his pace and walked side by side with Luo Chuan.

When there were only three hundred steps left, Luo Chuan could already capture every subtle expression fluctuation on the face of the supervising monk in the distance with his naked eyes.

Looking at each other, Luo Chuan and Boss Bai laughed at the same time.

However, at this moment, Boss Bai's face changed slightly, and he quickly turned his head to look behind him.

Luo Chuan lost the Heavenly Gate Mystic God, and his reaction speed was not as fast as Boss Bai, but he also quickly sensed something.

Behind Luo Chuan, a black-robed supervisor monk with a deep aura rushed out from various hidden secret passages, with a nervous and serious look, cold eyes, and checked the individual monks without saying anything.

For a while, the seventh floor was a little chaotic.

In front of Luo Chuan and Boss Bai, in front of the stone gate between the two peaks, the supervisor monks also looked at the message bracelet, their faces changed drastically, and ordered the monks entering and leaving to stop and check and search one by one.

More and more black-robed supervisor monks came from all directions to guard the entrance and exit of the seventh floor.

Not only Luo Chuan and Boss Bai, most of the monks felt something was wrong, stopped, and looked curiously at the thousands of supervisor monks who were collectively dispatched.

"It seems that Beisha Jun has returned to the cannon fodder camp."

"We are exposed."

Luo Chuan and Boss Bai exchanged a look, and after a moment, they took steps at the same time, strode forward without hesitation, with cold eyes.

This escape route, from the first floor to the second floor, is smooth enough!

Neither Luo Chuan nor Boss Bai expected that this journey would be so smooth in their previous assumptions.

What they expected more was the current scene of being discovered. Both of them also imagined many emergency plans, such as disguising themselves as supervisory monks, such as temporarily turning back to avoid.

But at this time, the two were only the last three hundred steps away from the exit. Neither Luo Chuan nor Boss Bai had any intention of turning back at this time!

Since they came out, they were never allowed to turn back!

"Boss Luo, remember that in the cannon fodder camp, if you don't fight for a day or kill for two days, your hands will itch." Boss Bai smiled faintly.

"What a bad habit." Luo Chuan said.

"Who said it wasn't?" The corner of Bai Lao Da's mouth rose, and with a bang, a fat monk who was blocking his way was knocked out by him.

As they spoke, the two were only a hundred steps away from the exit of the mountain.

Because the supervising monks began to conduct an investigation, a long queue appeared in front of the two people. More than two hundred monks were waiting to go out, while curiously discussing and guessing what happened.

"Hey! What are you doing!"

The fat man who was knocked out by Boss Bai had already gotten up.

The fat man had a third-level mana cultivation level. He was gorgeously dressed and wore a high-grade robe that was worth a lot of money. Surrounded by a group of family monks, he fiercely rushed towards Luo Chuan and Boss Bai. He was obviously a master who was used to being arrogant.

Before the fat man could rush forward, Luo Chuan slapped the fat man in the face. The fat man was whipped around three times and finally stopped. Staring at Luo Chuan in disbelief, his face turned the color of pig liver with anger.

"You are so brave! How dare you make trouble for me!"

"Do you know who I am? My surname is Sun! I am the grandson of the Sun family of the Thirteen Swordsmen of Tianchen!"

"Eh... Dao slave? Okay, how dare you allow the Dao slave to commit murder! Who do you think you are? Playing domineering with this young master? Huh, you don't know where you were when I was arrogant and domineering!"

The fat man yelled and motioned to the family monks beside him to come forward and teach Luo Chuan and Boss Bai a lesson.

None of the family monks came forward. The fat young master surnamed Sun couldn't feel it, but how could they not feel the strong and sinister aura on Luo Chuan and Boss Bai that almost crawled out from the pile of dead people. Before the fight, let's be timid.

"Hey! Why don't you come up!" Master Sun yelled to the monk next to him in disappointment.

"Young Master, the head of the family has said that you should avoid causing trouble when you are away from home." An older family monk whispered.

"You... Huh! A poor monk, a useless Taoist slave! What the hell!" Master Sun blushed and waved his fist at the backs of Luo Chuan and Boss Bai: "You are really smart, go and fight with the supervising monks!"

Luo Chuan and Boss Bai didn't bother to pay attention and strode forward. He passed a famous monk and approached the city gate.

The two of them had not taken ten steps, and at this moment, a deep voice sounded from the center of the seventh floor, instantly echoing in the ears of hundreds of thousands of monks.

"Infinite Saints! Fellow Taoists, please be patient."

"There are currently a group of death row prisoners from the cannon fodder camp who have just escaped from the first floor."

"Their escape route. It is on the seventh floor, and they are probably among you."

"This group of death row prisoners are all cruel and ruthless, killing without batting an eye and extremely cunning. The two leaders of the cannon fodder camp and more than ten supervising monks were brutally murdered by them."

"The leaders of this gang of death row prisoners are two people. One is Luo and the other is Bai... The image is here. If any fellow Taoist can provide information, I will give you tens of billions of Saint Yuan coins and an emperor-level flying boat. Tao slaves can do whatever they want. Select thousands.”

A huge water mirror was pulled down from the sky above the arena, like a white curtain.

In the water mirror, the scene of the former cannon fodder camp slowly emerged. Tens of thousands of prisoner monks rushed together, flesh and blood flying everywhere, and bones crushed. The prisoners' Dao power was sealed, leaving only the strength of their physical bodies. However, it was precisely because of the collision of physical bodies and the cruel fighting that the battle scenes were thrilling and heart-stopping.

Soon, the number of figures in the water mirror became smaller and smaller, and finally focused on two people: the two people flew up to the top of the high city, one behind the other! It was the scene of Luo Chuan and Boss Bai torturing Yan Zhongxian!

"These two people are very dangerous. If you see them, report them immediately. There will be a heavy reward."

After the sound was repeated three times, it slowly dissipated.

On the seventh floor, the arena, Taoist military hall, auction palace... Every monk raised his head and looked up at the scene in mid-air that was thousands of feet long and wide.

The monk with profound knowledge naturally smiled lightly. The monks under the Daolun realm all looked solemn. However, in the true Tao realm, the monks who have not yet cultivated Tao power tighten their faces, turn pale, and their heartbeats quicken.

In front of the stone gate of the mountain peak, the young master of the Sun family widened his eyes and opened his mouth so wide that he could hold his fist. With a pale face, he looked at the backs of Luo Chuan and Boss Bai not far away in horror, his legs shaking uncontrollably. The family monks beside him were also stunned, with panicked eyes.

More and more monks waiting in line recognized Luo Chuan and Boss Bai.

Absurdity, disbelief, and deep fear appeared on almost everyone's faces.

They all know who the monks in the cannon fodder camp are.

The monks in the cannon fodder camp may not be as good as the monks at other levels, but all of them are good at fighting, physically strong, brutal, and good at killing people! Otherwise, no one would dare to accept him, and he would be reduced to cannon fodder!

The leader of the cannon fodder battalion is naturally the top leader among this group of murderous villains.

There were still more than thirty steps away from the stone gate of the mountain peak. There were no longer any monks waiting in line in front of Luo Chuan and Boss Bai. The monks all stayed away and remained silent, not knowing what they were waiting for.

In front of the huge stone gate, dozens of supervisory monks responsible for interrogation finally saw Luo Chuan and Boss Bai after reviewing the last batch of monks on hand!

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